Chapter 11 (1/2)

Wei Sheng lies on his back in his cot and sighs deeply. It's a nightmare like the past

This time, she won't let this history happen again.

After getting up, his mother, Yang Lichun, had already cooked the food. The food was packed back from the restaurant yesterday. Because everyone had no chopsticks, most of the dishes didn't eat a few mouthfuls. Yang Lichun was not willing to waste so much, so he naturally had to pack it back.

This morning, she warmed up the leftovers for a while. As soon as Wei Sheng opened the door, he smelled a gust of delicious food, and his stomach purred.

After eating breakfast, Yang Lichun went out.

Today's barber shops are also called hair salons. Although it's national day, the private small salon will not give you a holiday. Moreover, my mother said that there are more people coming to have a haircut during the festival. It is estimated that they will be busy until very late.

Because the family situation can only be regarded as barely living together, so even if the mother has skills, she has no money to open a hair salon by herself. She has been working hard for the salon, but she is not worried about making a living if she has a craft.

Although hair salons are profiteering, they don't pay workers too much in Hutai county. After all, most people's wages are only a few hundred yuan.

After Yang Lichun left, Wei Sheng first took out his mobile phone and dialed toward a number.

There are only a few numbers left in Weisheng's mobile phone, which can be seen from this person's relationship.

This person is Yang Jiajia, a woman she met when she was young and transferred to No. 1 middle school in Chaonan.

Yang Jiajia is a warm-hearted and generous woman. She is a white-collar worker in a multinational enterprise. Her company is in Beijing, and the hospital where Wei Sheng's mother lives is also in Beijing.

In recent years, Wei Sheng and Yang Jiajia have never stopped contacting each other. It can be said that she is the only woman who can be called her best friend. Now that she is in deep trouble more than ten years ago, she has to ask Yang Jiajia to take care of her mother.

”Hello? Who is it? ” Listening to Yang Jiajia's voice, she seems to be sleeping.

Although Wei Sheng saved her number, she has never called her since she changed the number.

”It's me, Wei Sheng.” Wei Sheng tried his best to put down his voice, because at the moment his voice was really tender and tight.

Maybe the voice on the phone is always different. In addition, Wei Sheng can sink his voice, or Yang Jiajia is a little anxious at the moment, so he doesn't seem to recognize it.

”Wei Sheng?? Wei Sheng! I thought you were dead! Why did you call me so long! I read the news. You've been sent home? Where are you now? ” Yang Jiajia's voice became urgent.

”I Not bad. ” Wei Sheng decided to hide his strange experience for the time being I'm in a far away place now. I can't go back for a moment. All I can think of is you. Take care of my mother for me

Yang Jiajia said in a hurry, ”what do you say? I go to the hospital to see my aunt after work every day. When can you come back? ”

Wei Sheng thought for a moment and said bitterly in his heart, ”I used my mother's name to make a bank card. There was some money in it. The bank card is under the flowerpot on my balcony. You can find my mother to get the key. The password is my mother's birthday. These money should cover the next hospitalization expenses. If you use up, you can tell me, I'll ask a friend to call you...”